Had golden Homer, and great Maro kept In envious silence their admired measures, A thousand Worthies worthie deedes had slept; They, reft of praise; and we, of learned pleasures. But O, what rich incomparable treasures Had the world wanted, had this modern glory, Divine du BARTAS hid his heavenly ceasures, Singing the mightie Worlds immortall story? O then how deeply is our Ile beholding To Chapman, and to Phaer: but yet much more To thee (deere SYLVESTER) for thus unfolding Those holy wonders, hid from us before? Those workes profound, are yet profane; but thine, Grave, learned, deepe, delightfull, and divine.